#typhonmods

{    darkened hues turned to his twin, his double, alike in      appearance but separate in thoughts. confusion at      first; hadn’t they already temped the fates, already      pulled the sacred apple from the tree? then his gaze      followed the other’s and he grinned. shared a knowing      look –                   ( do you dare? of course you do )           – and pulled out his boltcaster. squatted and picked      his way closer to his target, careful, slow. ready, aim,      fire! dead silence as the small foam dart smacked against      the swirling ink of the nightmare, the only sound that      followed the impact was the dog toy squeak as it hit      the ground.        then an ear splitting roar resonated around the room      and the twins scrambled to safety, laughter and shrieks      marking their positions.    }